"Who?" Yang Buwei's angry voice came from inside the guest room.
"Mo Xiaochou." Mo Xiaochou replied firmly.
"Mo Xiaochou, you are really haunting. Didn't you leave? Why are you back again?" Yang Buwei asked helplessly.
"Mr. Yang, I still have a few words to talk to you. I'll leave immediately after we finish talking." Mo Xiaochou said calmly.
"You and I have nothing to talk about. You go away quickly, I'm going to bed." Yang Buwei clearly showed dissatisfaction.
"Giggle. It seems like you are really afraid of me, so I'm leaving!" Mo Xiaochou laughed, seemingly full of disdain.
The door of the guest room opened with a bang. Yang Buwei leaned against the door and sneered: "Mo Xiaochou, you are really annoying. What on earth do you want to do?"
"Didn't I tell you, I just want to chat with you." Mo Xiaochou replied, with a sincere look on his face.
"What are you talking about when a man and a woman are alone at night? Master Zhu must have asked you to come, right?" Yang Buwei asked, very disapproving.
"Mr. Yang, you only guessed half of it right." Mo Xiaochou smiled sweetly.
"Then what are you doing here?" Yang Buwei asked.
"Let's chat and drink with you and discuss life." Mo Xiaochou replied, seemingly smiling, with a little sadness in his eyes.
With such an expression, anyone can understand that even if it is a smile, it is just fake.
"Mo Xiaochou, I don't have any curiosity about others. Since you want to drink with me, then I'd better obey you." Yang Buwei said.
Two people who are almost strangers, sitting together with their own thoughts, drinking, and even discussing life, seem to be full of dissonance.
However, we are both lovers of temperament, sons and daughters of the world, and no one sticks to too many details.
The quality of wine reflects one's character, but those who cheat and play around at the wine table are generally not much better in character.
But tonight, Mo Xiaochou and Yang Buwei seemed to be the kind of people who would never return home until they were drunk.
After about a hour of drinking, Mo Xiaochou's cell phone vibrated in his pocket. Mo Xiaochou stood up and said to Yang Buwei: "Mr. Yang, I want to go to the bathroom."
"Go, I'll wait for you." Yang Buwei seemed to have drunk a little too much, and his words were a little awkward.
Mo Xiaochou went to the bathroom, took out his cell phone, put it to his ear, and asked softly: "Master Zhu, are you calling, do you have anything else?"
"Mo Xiaochou, why have you been drinking with Yang Buwei? Did you ask anything? If it doesn't work, kill him." Zhu Feng said coldly.
"Master Zhu, we cannot kill innocent people indiscriminately." Mo Xiaochou replied.
"Mo Xiaochou, if you want to achieve great things, sometimes you have to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Just do as I say." Zhu Feng ordered.
"But, I'm really not sure about killing him. He's still not drunk after drinking for so long. You know, my kung fu is really average." Mo Xiaochou sighed.
"Mo Xiaochou, don't worry, Yang Buwei has no resistance now. Killing him is like killing an ant." Zhu Feng smiled proudly.
"Master Zhu, I, I don't understand." Mo Xiaochou said in surprise.
"Mo Xiaochou, I want to train you to be my most effective confidant, so I give you such an opportunity to make a contribution. Don't miss it.
Okay, you go about your business, I'll wait for your good news." After Zhu Feng finished speaking, he hung up the phone.
Mo Xiaochou came out of the bathroom with an ugly face.
Yang Buwei didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "Mo Xiaochou, you have been lazy for a long time, you will be punished with at least three drinks!"
Mo Xiaochou sat down and showed a surprised expression: "Mr. Yang, don't you feel that you are in danger?"
"What do you mean?" Yang Buwei asked.
"I told you before that Master Zhu sent me to chat with you, but actually I was only half right. My other mission is to kill you." Mo Xiaochou sighed.
"Mo Xiaochou, actually you had many good opportunities to kill me before, but you all gave up. Why?" Yang Buwei asked in confusion.
"Because before, Mr. Zhu planned to let you deal with his enemies, but unfortunately his enemies no longer exist because your presence made him feel uneasy.
He asked me to test you because he wanted you to surrender to him willingly and become his slave, but you were unwilling, so he let you die." Mo Xiaochou explained patiently.
"Mo Xiaochou, you don't have to tell me this. Aren't you afraid that I'll be prepared?" Yang Buwei drank, but remained calm and composed.
"I don't want to kill someone for no reason, but I really have no choice now. The only person who can deal with Mr. Zhu is already dead. With my current ability,
There is nothing I can do about Young Master Zhu, but if I kill you, Young Master Zhu will completely trust me, and it will be easier for me to succeed." Mo Xiaochou looked very painful.
"So, I became a victim?" Yang Buwei still smiled.
"Mr. Yang, I'm sorry, I really have no intention of killing you, but Master Zhu has given his order, and I can't go against it." Mo Xiaochou also drank, but what he drank was bitter wine.
"Who is so powerful that makes Mr. Zhu so uneasy that he even spares my life to deal with him?" Yang Buwei asked.
"Wang Gensheng." After Mo Xiaochou finished speaking, tears fell from his eyes.
Wang Gensheng brought her too many unforgettable experiences, allowing her to move from a walking dead to a new life and see a bright future.
"Wang Gensheng?" Yang Buwei was stunned.
In the past two days, the person he heard being talked about the most in Qingshan County was Wang Gensheng.
Wang Gensheng, an ordinary small farmer, led the villagers of Taoyuan Village to become rich through hard work.
Attract investment to Taoyuan Village and establish private enterprises.
In short, there are too many rumors about Wang Gensheng, too many to count.
For such a romantic and outstanding person, Yang Buwei actually wanted to meet Wang Gensheng.
As the saying goes, heroes love heroes and cherish each other.
"Yes, Wang Gensheng was a thorn in the side of Zhu Shao and others, but when he was assassinated and died, Zhu Shao and others lost a powerful opponent.
Because of this, you have become the imaginary enemy of Master Zhu and others. Unless you die, Master Zhu and others will not be able to sleep peacefully." Mo Xiaochou replied calmly.
"I'm not like Wang Gensheng, I can't be easily framed." Yang Buwei sneered proudly.
"Actually, I thought so, but the reality is always so cruel. I have been poisoned. Don't you feel poisoned?" Mo Xiaochou asked helplessly.
"Are you saying that the wine you gave me was poisonous? How is it possible? Once any food or drink enters my mouth, I can know whether it is safe.
So you can rest assured that your drink today will definitely be fine." Yang Buwei smiled proudly.
"Mr. Yang, will Mr. Zhu poison the wine?" Mo Xiaochou smiled bitterly.